When I was a student at the University of Michigan, I was walking across campus and a young woman stopped me.
“Please take this,” she said, and then handed me a small slip of paper. “It’s Veterans Day. We want all of our fallen to be remembered.”
I looked at the slip. It read: Christopher M. Talbert.
When I got back to my dorm room, I Googled the name. Christopher Talbert had been a 24-year-old soldier from Illinois. He was serving in Afghanistan when a bomb killed him.
That was a wake up call. It’s not a nameless mass that goes to some faraway land to serve our country. They are brothers and sisters from happy neighborhoods all around this nation.
On this Memorial Day, remember the fallen, like Christopher Talbert, and give thanks that they were willing to make the ultimate sacrifice to keep us free.